"Oh, come on," Myka complained, pulling at the doorknob as hard as she could, then pounding the door in frustration.
Amy finally caught up with her, but wondered if this was all worth it to make friends with the upperclassman. After all, hadn't they just skipped class? And for what reason? Why was Myka so determined to get here? Where was here? Who lived here?
Myka grunted in annoyance, not even realizing that she was still changing, slowly. She had gained another year, now a Sophomore instead of a Freshman, making her a year older than Amy. And her breasts had gotten bigger, now a C-cup, but they weren't stopping there. Soon, she'd be getting a figure that would make her very enticing, all thanks to new genetics supplied by her new sexier mother Lara and magically by becoming more like the original Tiffany Sanders, who was quite the looker.
Catching her breath, not being as athletic as her potential friend, Amy said "Myka? Why did you run all the way here? What's so important at ..." she looked at the name on the mailbox "... the Warren residence?"
"Wait, is that where this is?" Myka asked, recognizing the last name. After all, Miss Lydia Warren was Mikey's elementary school teacher back in the original reality. Now that she thought about it, she had seen photos of her former teacher's house in her classroom, and this small house resembled it. Apparently, all of these interchanging lives were creating small, but noticeable changes in reality to those not directly affected by the wish. For example, Miss Warren's house was painted white, when Myka remembered it being painted light blue before. Yeah, not much of a difference, but still interesting. But as fascinating as all of this might be, what Myka wanted to know more than anything was how to stop it, permanently. It was the whole reason she tried to chase Karyn down in the first place. Gena was no help, so Karyn seemed like the next best thing. Little did Myka know, her new adopted sister Zendaya was the one who had inherited the stone now, so she could probably help too.
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A minute later, Karyn blinked and looked around the strange bedroom, very confused. Wasn't she just at the high school? How did she get here? Looking down at herself, she was further confused by her attire, which was a dress that looked pretty, yet also professional. Spotting her original clothing in a pile on the floor, she quickly discarded the dress, then donned her original clothes. Then she headed straight to the front door, which wasn't hard to get to quickly. This house was very small, obviously for one person.
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Elsewhere, Miss Warren was teaching her class when suddenly she stopped talking and walked straight out the door. Her students were confused for only a moment, wondering where she was going, but then just didn't care, ending up talking among themselves, or doing schoolwork.
